Poem by Louisa May Alcott

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"Welcome, mighty chief, once more
Welcome to this grateful shore;
Now no mercenary foe
Aims again the fatal blow,--
Aims at thee the fatal blow.

"Virgins fair and matrons grave,
Those thy conquering arm did save,
Build for thee triumphal bowers;
Strew, ye fair, his way with flowers,--
Strew your hero's way with flowers."

1. Mountain--Laurel
2. Thoreau's Flute
3. My Kingdom
4. My Frost-King - Song I
5. Little Nell

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